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    Christmas Wishlist con't

    #6 13″ 2gh Macbook (white)

    Honestly, this little wishlist thing I'm putting together is completely substanceless. I can live very happily without any of these, and I certainly don't expect them under my Christmas tree. These are the things I would be very happy to buy in a bout of retail therapy for myself if I had the money for it.

    So while we're at it, I might as well throw the Macbook on. I already do have a nice laptop, and I love it very much. It's a 17″ screen desktop replacement, and could probably stand to be upgraded in a year or so, but in the meantime, it works beautifully for what I need. Why do I need another laptop? Well, it would be neat to have something smaller and lighter to carry around, keep my notes, my addresses, and other information. I can go to cafes if I were that type of person and work on my website, write a blog on a bus, bike around with it, take pictures and upload it to my laptop in the middle of nowhere. It's a nice luxury.

    It really doesn't have to be a Mac. I actually would probably prefer a PC, however like I've mentioned before, I am Mac-curious and wouldn't mind checking one out for myself.



     
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    something fishy

    Co-worker just came by my cubicle with a shoe box in his hands. He lifted the lid to reveal several little jars topped with plastic christmas bows. Each of the jar had betta fish in them. I know it's always a bad idea to give a present of a living thing to people for holidays or birthdays, but of course I accepted one, because I knew I'd take really good care of it. What else would I do, tell him to send it back to the pet store to live out the rest of it's measly existence in a tiny jar?

    betta fish

    So now I am a proud owner of a ebony black betta fish. I have not yet decided on a name for him yet. I'm sure he will simply be known as Fish until something better comes to mind. I have a few errands to do this lunch, but as soon as I get back, I'll be prepping some water for him and tonight, I guess I'm taking a trip to the pet store to pick up a bigger and better home for him.



     
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    Um

    Levelling your blood elf or draenei in the WoW expansion never gets any easier than this.

    internet urinal

    Too bad it's sold out. It would have made a perfect christmas present for your favourite honour farmer.

    (and no, it's not on my wishlist, kthx >.< )



     
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    Strange boys and Tofurky, no relation

    I had a pretty long and uneventful day. I think I'm coming down with a cold. Aside from low energy, which I guess I will attribute to PMS (it's the ultimate excuse for all!), I've been feeling sniffly and my throat's been a little sore. That could be from biking to and from work the past couple of days in the brisk, cold air, who knows. All I know is I'm thinking that I don't quite like it.

    I get home, go upstairs for some reason and come back down. There's some guy at the door. I didn't hear him knock, but I can see him through the door's windows. I'm always pretty suspicious of visitors, so cautiously I open the door. He's from the energy company and wants to sign me up for some sort of savings plan. I think I've signed 2 or 3 of those this year and I never follow up on it, so I actually don't know if the plan's been put in place or not. I tell the young man that someone's already talked to me about it months ago. Oddly, he doesn't continue to ask anymore questions about it or sell me on it. He goes into how cool the weird Bornean mask I have hanging on my front porch from Hallowe'en is. He peers into my completely messy foyer and asks me if this is a student house (eye-roll). No, I'm not a student, I told him, but he mentioned he thought I would be because of the dolls and masks I have littering up my foyer.

    So the boy starts in on the personal questions and just kinda hangs out there. So… what do you do? Where do you work? I answer short and brisk answers. You work in software? What kind of games do you do? I'm wondering how he's assuming that I work in games when all I said was that I work with software. I answer ambiguously and finally after a brief pause I ask him if there was anything else. He laughs and said that no there wasn't, he was just killing time. He hates his job and needs to get a new one. At that point I pulled out my tiny violin, wondering what kind of idiot confesses that he hates his job to a client. After a bit, I told him I needed to get back to my life.

    Honestly I'm not sure what that was all about. I'm so paranoid, that I think that he's casing my house. I also wonder if he was genuinely hitting on me, though as crappy as I looked when I answered the door, I doubt it. Either way, if you're at my door to sell something, or represent your company, the socializing doesn't quite work for me.

    A bit afterward, I headed off to pick up some gift wrappers, toilet paper, toothpaste and kitty litter. I first treated myself to a Soy White Chocolate Mocha, and then leisurely strolled through the grocery aisles with my sleek silver Starbuck's travel mug. It was actually kind of relaxing. Aside from the stuff I needed, I was happy to find there were still Tofurky's in the Health Food section. I noticed they had some last week, but I had expected them to be out by now. I swear, there was one year where I actually drove out as far as Burlington to find a Tofurky to no avail. I picked one up tonight so I can bring it to my family's for our Xmas party. No more stirfries and lasagna for me this year, no siree!



     
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    #5 Motorola Razr Miami Ink edition

    razr

    Ami James from TLC's Miami Ink made these Razr's trendier than they should be. I have a Razr already. I would have bought this one instead though because trendy, but “different” accessories are kinda my thing. No, I wouldn't be able to decide whether to go for the Dragon, or Cherry Blossom design. I'd probably go for the Cherry Blossom because my Razr is already black.